[44] paper trails are getting longer, can you meet me in the middle

[buildstherobots]

[Filtered from drones, etc.]

I'm in the process of constructing the perfect primer for those unfortunate enough to join us in this wretched place. Allowing the ignorant to remain such does me no good, nor any of the rest of you. While my memory is as clear and flawless as one might expect from someone of my intelligence, I have not been here forever and thus am sadly unable to make the primer fully comprehensive on my own.

So! I need information about things that happened in this place prior to nine months ago. Any lesser-known but important information about the Westport incident is also welcome; I know most of it but I was droned for the duration, so details may have slipped through the cracks.

[ooc: I won't be up much longer tonight, but I thought I'd throw this up anyway. I'll get to the comments as soon as I can tomorrow. ♥]

Comments

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Thanks! So you're a genius?"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

Indeed I am! My specialty is engineering and robotics, but someone of my caliber naturally can't be constrained to one specific field. I simply thought I would show the new prisoners in this place some of my grace and generosity by bringing you all up to speed, as it were.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Robotics? That's cool!

Like that snake thing that moves in the water? Or like Battlebots?"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

I'm not from whatever world you are, so any specific advancements you might think of won't be familiar to me. I do have a very large battle mech; he's around fifteen feet tall, and he's completely unique on Auldrant. The town was kind enough to return him to me soon after I arrived.

[His tone on the last bit suggests that he's not actually that grateful to Mayfield itself; he is glad to have his Kaiser, though.]

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"15 feet! Holy crap!

So what's your world like?"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

Very much unlike this one. We have something called fonons in our bodies that let us cast spells and such; my specific field is technically fontech, which I suppose you might define as magically-powered machinery. We had two nations and two autonomous states, one of which was the religious center for the other three. I won't get into the politics; it's tedious and would make no difference to you anyway.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

[[He kind of followed along.]]

"So like magic and machines together? Like instead of electricity?"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

Yes, exactly. Instead of light bulbs, we had fonstones, which are crystallized clusters of fonons that, among other things, can be heated to produce light. The technology here is very different, though I naturally picked it up soon after my arrival.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"This town is a bit outdated but is closer to what I am used to.

Can I see your robot?"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

[Oh, can you hear the grin?]

I'm at 1767 Beaver Street. It's in the driveway.

Mind if we move this to actions?

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Really? I'll be there soon!"

[[Hangs up. Aaron was kind of excited and on his way to see the robot.]]

Not at all. :D

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

[Dist meets him outside, grinning. The Kaiser (http://i41.tinypic.com/2ch1i75.png) is shut down next to a very mangled car that looks as though it's been stripped for parts and shot at several times.]

Isn't he wonderful?

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

[[Stops on the sidewalk and just stares. So much about this scene he wanted to comment on. Like, "What did you do to that car?" and "I thought you'd be taller." but instead he went with the big one.]]

"That... is... amazing!"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

[Oh, he will never get tired of the sound of people admiring his work.]

It is amazing! Far beyond the accomplishments of those I was forced to call my colleagues back home.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"We don't have anything like that back home... well we do but only in movies."

[[He walked up to it and began to walk around it slowly, still wide eyed and staring.]]

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

Well, technically, there's nothing like it on Auldrant either.

[GRIN GRIN. He waits until the boy is in a position to not be knocked over before doing... something or other to open up the main body.]

Unfortunately, the chair that fits in has yet to be returned to me, so I'm forced to stand, which can become tedious if things become too heated.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"Wow! You ride in it!?

Huh, does it have to be a specific chair?"

[buildstherobots.livejournal.com]

Well, how else would I pilot him?

I have a flying chair that fits in these grooves here. [He gestures.] Unfortunately, it's still back at home.

[pants-yourmove.livejournal.com]

"I always saw robots done by remote control.

A special chair? Why not just work a chair to fit?"